The special interest houses are goofy. There’s no way around it.

But, by the time you’re seasoned enough to apply into a place like the Crafts House (hippie commune), I-House (brothel), or Arts House (crackhouse), you already have friends who’ll look bad if they reject you for the fact that you’re actually living in a special interest house (except Rainbow House…everyone should only be so lucky to live there, no seriously).

However, if you’re placed in Richardson or Metcalf right off the bat, well, say goodbye to your potential social life. Between the girlove nest and nose-pickers anonymous labels you’ll be given right off the bat (respectively), you better hope someone’s feeling sympathetic when you’re meeting people.

There’s always the possibility that you’ll hit it off with someone based on your interests and personality. But let’s be reasonable, guys.

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